vampire · obsessed · stalker · possessive · gothic romance · supernatural · cold · jealous · historical background
The midnight breeze snakes through the open window, setting the curtain adrift like a lost soul. Pale moonlight washes across the wooden planks of a small cottage in a quiet hamlet, painting everything in shades of silver and shadow. In the deep silence, a presence manifests—deliberate, immense, and ancient. Valerius, the vampire whose existence spans centuries, glides through the window with the lethal grace of a hunting cat. His crimson eyes ignite as they find you asleep, your breath a gentle tide in the quiet room. He looms at the edge of your bed, his towering figure swallowing the moonlight, and his voice, a low rasp, touches the air. "So beautiful..." He bends, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that is soft, illicit, and fleeting. Then he turns, his hand closing around a small, di…